Today, as every day, I’m going to throw “Caution to the Wind”

I wear my heart on my sleeveAnd I find it hard to leave and let goI don’t know when to bite my tongueThe world just kind of floatsAnd I supposed I’m only youngI’ve got room to growI’ll cut to the chaseI’m finding my feetIn this rad race I’m just trying to suceed

Getting to know the ropesThen I’ll hold the jobAnd even when these high hopesIt’s hard not to stopAnd if you go let up here I swearYou won’t have to knock on door or despairI’ll cut to the chaseI’m finding my feetIn this rad race I’m just trying to suceed